Lila’s first Christmas program was yesterday.
She wasn’t pumped.
We were somewhat concerned because it was in the middle of her normal nap time and we had to wake her up to attend. (Eek. Waking up Lila is never good.) Let’s just say, she was not in the mood.
|I love this kid.|
Thankfully, her cousins Bella and Brody attend the same school and they were in the Christmas program, as well. So they attempted to perk her up.
|I love that the three of them were holding hands.|
Look at how well that went over.
|How gorgeous is Bella?|
|Brody is almost 2, Bella is almost 4 and Lila is 2.5.|
So about the Christmas Program:
It was in an outdoor palapa at the park near Puerto Los Cabos. Perfect venue, if you ask me.
This is happy Lila and sweet Brody getting lined up before their performance with their WONDERFUL teacher, Miss Luly. (She’s p.h.e.n.o.m.e.n.a.l.)
|Note: Lila is still pumped.|
I thought she’d lose it. Cry, something… but she was emotionLESS. She just went with the flow.
Then came the actual performance. (Lining up.)
The kids were lined up behind a choo-choo-train. They sang and shook maracas. I’m not even sure what the song was since so many of them were crying.
Then it was over.
How was it? It was phenomenal. Lila’s quite a performer.
Ok, so she just sat there and didn’t sing. She didn’t have to sing because she had such innate stage presence that singing would have just knocked people out of their chairs.
She was cute.
And of course, after the program she perked up.
Then it was time for the balloon release. (No, we probably shouldn’t talk about the
ecological repercussions of a balloon release in the year 2011 on a peninsula surrounded be sea creatures who could eat, choke and die on balloon release remnants. We’ll chat about that another time.)
Here’s Lila with her balloon. (Or as she calls it, her “baloom.” Craig says to ignore his hair. His stylist is out of town and he has a haircut scheduled next week.)
Then everyone released the balloons…
…everyone except Lila.
Let’s just say that after a bit of contemplation, Lila adamantly decided that there was no way that she was willing to release her balloon. EVER. So don’t ask her.
(It was so sad. Her little chin trembled and she was literally like, “No. Please don’t make me.”)
Who can blame her?
So, she kept the balloon and it’s at home in her bedroom.
Truth? I had such a great time.
This is what it’s all about.
P.S. How great is this photo that my brother took of my nephew, Brody?
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